I need her.
I need her touch.
I need her taste.
I need her smell.
I need her voice.
I need her to tell me everything's okay, even though nothings wrong.
I need to hold her in my arms, and never let go.
I need to lock lips with her, hold and release. Repeatedly.
I need our tongues to dance in-between our teeth.
I need to see her.
I need her smile.
I need her eyes.
I need her.
I need to be with her.

I Love her.